Chapter 78 The Purple Sun Spirit Fire Secret Realm is About to Close
A cluster of extraordinary fire from heaven and earth—truly an unexpected opportunity.
As a cultivator specializing in alchemy, Song Yin could not resist the allure of the extraordinary fire of heaven and earth.
"I promise you."
"Great!" A purplish-black thorn appeared above Jing Yue's palm. "This is my true form. Just infuse it with spiritual energy."
Song Yin glanced deeply at the strange fire of heaven and earth one last time, then resolutely stepped forward.
He brought two fingers together and pointed them at Jing Yue's body. The wood-attribute spiritual energy that had just settled within his body flowed out from his fingertips and was introduced into the thorns.
A green glow flashed across Jing Yue's true form, and she comfortably squinted her eyes. Soon, a flower bud appeared on her true form, and Song Yin watched as the bud bloomed, releasing a familiar fragrance.
Song Yin and Shi Heming covered their mouths and noses.
Jing Yue opened her eyes a crack. "I can control the flowers that bloom, so you don't need to worry about being pulled into an illusion."
As expected, the little girl is pleasing to the eye. The wood-elemental cultivators I've encountered before all have wood-attribute spiritual energy that can't compare to hers.
Jing Yue gently broke off a section of the thorn that wasn't her original form, and handed it to Song Yin. "I know about your conversation when you entered the ruins. Although this thorn isn't my original form, it's enough for you to study the formation."
"Once broken off, it becomes an ordinary thorn. Little girl, you have a wood spirit root. If you have the ability to cultivate it, you will have a continuous supply of flowers to use."
Song Yin hesitated and didn't answer. "Is it really okay?" She felt like they were using a part of Jing Yue's body for research.
Jing Yue saw through her little thoughts: "How should I describe it? Let me think, it's like I plucked a hair from your head and gave it to you."
"Thank you very much, Senior Jingyue." Song Yin smiled and immediately accepted the small piece of thorns after hearing this.
A subtle smile crept across Jing Yue's lips, a secret delight bubbling over her. For the little girl to survive, she needed to be nourished with pure wood-attribute spiritual energy. The thorns were a part of her, and her original body would also benefit from the wood-attribute spiritual energy she acquired later.
Jing Yue: "No need to thank me. That cluster of strange fires is called the Purple Sun Spiritual Fire. Strange fires have spirits. Whether you can subdue it depends on your ability."
Jing Yue came suddenly, and left just as suddenly.
Song Yin put away her smile and said seriously to Shi Heming, "I'm going in. If anything seems amiss, remember to pull me out immediately."
Shi Heming nodded solemnly.
Song Yin took a deep breath and resolutely stepped towards the Purple Sun Spirit Fire.
Meanwhile, on the other side of the ruins.
Qu Ruoxuan was in excruciating pain, her face contorted as she rolled around on the ground.
"ah--!"
"Get out! Get out!"
A thorn bush grew along the ground to this point, and Jingyue used the thorn bush to see the whole process clearly.
She observed everything before her with indifference.
An hour later, Qu Ruoxuan finally stopped howling in pain and lay on the ground like a lump of mud.
She twitched her fingers, got up from the ground, and stood up, wincing in pain.
"Ouch, the injuries are really bad." Qu Ruoxuan blew on her fingers with heartache; her fingertips were all bleeding from rolling on the ground and struggling. She painfully tore a piece of cloth from her clothes and tied it over her eyes.
At this moment, the bell on her wrist rang without wind, and Qu Ruoxuan examined the bell carefully.
Not long after, the bell stopped ringing, but a voice full of concern sounded beside her.
"Sis, are you alright? I've finally found you."
Qu Ruolin ran over and, seeing her sister's injuries, couldn't help but shed tears. She held her sister's hand with heartache.
A few seconds later, Qu Ruoxuan raised her hand to wipe away Qu Ruolin's tears, "Why are you crying? I'm fine."
Qu Ruolin: "By the way, sis, where are the people chasing you?"
Qu Ruoxuan's tone was filled with hatred, "They're all dead."
Qu Ruolin was frightened by her sister's tone, "She...she deserved to die. As long as you're alright, that's all that matters."
Qu Ruoxuan said meaningfully, "Yes."
"Sister, let me heal your wounds. I still have some high-grade pills on me."
"Thank you, Ruolin. My sister is seriously injured. Once she recovers, I will take you out of the secret realm."
Hearing her sister's calm tone, Qu Ruolin finally asked the question she cared about most, "Sister, your eyes...?"
Qu Ruoxuan touched her eyes and sighed deeply, "It's ruined."
Qu Ruolin: "Was it done by those people who were chasing us? I'm going to find their souls, and I'm going to annihilate them!"
“Alright, they died in the ruins. I can’t see now, but I can still use my spiritual sense. You go ahead of me, so you can protect me if there’s any danger.”
Qu Ruolin agreed, "Sister, point the way, there are many doors here."
Qu Ruoxuan pointed in the direction, and Qu Ruolin walked in front.
Qu Ruolin glanced back and saw her sister calmly following behind her.
"What's wrong?" Qu Ruoxuan asked her younger brother in the dark corridor.
Qu Ruolin smiled and said, "Oh, it's nothing. I just wanted to see if my sister could keep up. If she has trouble walking, I can carry her on my back."
"Need not."
Qu Ruolin nodded, her smile vanishing the instant she turned away. Something was wrong; her sister was acting very strangely, but bloodline and magical artifacts couldn't be faked.
Flames flickered on the walls on both sides, illuminating the road, and the shadows of the two people were one in front of the other.
Suddenly the two shadows stopped, and the shadow behind pierced the chest of the shadow in front with its hand.
Qu Ruolin turned around in surprise, her eyes full of confusion and questioning: "Sister..."
Qu Ruoxuan pulled her hand back. At this moment, not only were there bloodstains on her fingertips, but her entire hand was covered in warm blood.
“I am not your sister. Her soul was destroyed when I possessed her body. Now I am sending you two siblings on your way, consider it an act of kindness.” Qu Ruoxuan, or the fourth elder of the Zhang family who died by self-destruction.
"Don't worry, I will use this body to infiltrate the Qu family and bring benefits to our Zhang family."
Qu Ruolin fell to the ground, "You, you..."
The man died quickly, and the firelight reflected in his pupils, revealing endless resentment in his eyes.
The fourth elder of the Zhang family: "Which of you two is willing to possess this body?"
The black-robed cultivator and the guest elder's spirits appeared.
Guest Elder: "During the battle, the Fifth Elder gave me the elixir, so I will give the opportunity to possess another body to the Fifth Elder. I believe that the two elders will find a new body for me."
The black-robed cultivator flicked his sleeves fiercely, and without saying a word, his divine soul entered his body on the ground.
The guest elder, having been given the cold shoulder, dared not say anything more and simply hovered awkwardly beside the fourth elder.
Since this body has just died, it is easy to possess it.
The body on the ground stood up. "Do you have any pills? If you don't give me one soon, I'm going to die again."
The fourth elder of the Zhang family found the pills in Qu Ruoxuan's storage bag and threw them to the black-robed array cultivator.
The fourth elder of the Zhang family said, “Once you’re alright, we’ll leave the secret realm. By the way, tell the family that someone is guarding the secret realm ruins. This person’s strength is unknown, but he can easily kill a Nascent Soul cultivator, so he’s probably a formidable figure. Also, be wary of the people from the Immortal Firmament Sect after we leave. Those four people have a constant supply of magic treasures and pills, and their cultivation techniques are extraordinary. They’re probably from the inner sect or a direct disciple.”
"Are you talking about me?" Jing Yue appeared silently beside them. The thorns on the ground were tangled into a ball, inside which was Qu Ruolin's soul.
"It's you again, woman!" The black-robed array cultivator erupted in anger.
The fourth elder of the Zhang family stopped the black-robed array cultivator and said to Jing Yue, "The arena competition is over, and we have all died once. Are you still going to hold a grudge against us?"
Jing Yue controlled the thorns to aim at the back of the two people's heads, and separated another thorn to trap Elder Ke Qing's soul.
“In the past, I would have let you go. But unfortunately, someone asked me to capture you. You’re being paid to do what’s right, so you can’t leave.”
"you--"
"Shut up." The thorns, controlled by Jing Yue's will, pierced through the brains of the two people and also pulled out their souls.
Jing Yue suddenly noticed something extra inside her body. Upon inspection, she exclaimed, "It's actually a trace of merit? It seems the Heavenly Dao greatly abhors possession." She was also indebted to that little girl; if she didn't agree, she wouldn't receive any merit.
That's great, now the demon realm has another layer of protection.
Inside a sealed room.
The outer flame of the Purple Sun Spirit Fire is purple, while the inner flame is golden. The flame burns continuously, and from a distance, it appears as if it is shimmering with starlight.
"The Purple Sun Spirit Fire is quite beautiful," Song Yin thought to herself.
She reached out to touch the Purple Sun Spirit Fire, but the next second it slipped away from her fingertips.
It's not hot; it's actually quite warm.
Song Yin felt the temperature of her fingertips; if it wasn't hot, it meant that the Purple Yang Spirit Fire didn't dislike her.
"Being trapped in this room all the time is boring. Would you like to come with me?"
The Purple Yang Spirit Fire swayed from side to side, indicating its unwillingness.
Song Yin: "I really like you. What will it take for you to leave with me?"
The Purple Sun Spirit Fire remained motionless, though it did have things it liked. However, it couldn't speak unless it signed a contract with the person before it, thus establishing a connection of minds.
Song Yin dared not forcibly take the contracted Heavenly Flame. She was not a fire spirit root, and if she were burned by the Purple Sun Spirit Flame, she could not withstand the excessively high temperature.
Song Yin sat cross-legged on the ground, staring at Zi Yang Ling Huo.
Song Yin: "Why don't you come with me? I'll take you traveling around and find you other strange flames of heaven and earth to be your playmates?"
The Purple Sun Spirit Fire swayed from side to side.
Song Yin remained seated in the secret chamber, negotiating with the Purple Sun Spirit Fire, but the Purple Sun Spirit Fire remained unmoved.
She was at her wit's end; she was truly at her wit's end.
He kept babbling on and on, but the Purple Sun Spirit Fire always disagreed.
It's impossible for her to give up; she finally encountered this extraordinary fire, so there's no reason for her to abandon it.
Song Yin rested her chin on her hand, squeezing the flesh on her face to one side, which made her look more adorable than ugly. She said helplessly to the Purple Sun Spirit Fire, "It's a pity I don't know what you want, otherwise I would go through fire and water to find it for you. As long as you are willing to come with me, I will definitely not let you down."
As soon as she said that, Song Yin laughed at herself, feeling like a blond-haired guy who had kidnapped someone's young lady.
The Purple Sun Spirit Fire actually stopped in place, thought for a while, and then started jumping around to gesture to Song Yin.
Song Yin's eyes lit up, and she immediately got up to see what it was gesturing about.
The small cluster of Purple Sun Spirit Fire sometimes drew a circle, sometimes lowered its height, and then suddenly grew larger.
Song Yin: Stare—
A few minutes later, she gave up, finding the Ziyang Spirit Fire painting too abstract.
The Purple Sun Spirit Fire was also exhausted, its flames shrank, and it remained motionless in the air.
Having exhausted all other options, Song Yin resigned herself to the Purple Sun Spirit Fire and said, "I am a pill refiner. Come with me and help me refine pills. Whatever you want, I will do it if I can. If we form a contract, we will be of one mind and won't be talking at cross purposes."
The Purple Sun Spirit Fire suddenly surged forward, its flames glowing brightly, and flew directly towards Song Yin.
Song Yin: "You're willing?"
The Purple Sun Spirit Flame swayed up and down, making a nodding gesture.
Song Yin immediately signed a contract with the Purple Sun Spirit Fire.
Both parties were willing; it was not a case of one party forcing the other, and the contract process went incredibly smoothly.
With the contract established, Song Yin was finally able to understand the meaning of the Purple Yang Spirit Fire.
Purple Yang Spirit Fire: If you had told me earlier to go and tend the alchemy furnace, I wouldn't have had to jump around and gesture so much, exhausting myself! I don't want anything else, I just want to tend the furnace!
Song Yin was stunned: "Then what about all my earnest advice just now? Was it because I'm good with words?"
Shi Heming: "What did it say to you?"
Song Yin: "...It said it only wanted to burn the stove."
Shi Heming: "...In other words, it was gesturing about a scene of burning a stove."
Purple Sun Spirit Fire: That's right!
Song Yin: "It says it's right."
The two fell silent at the same time, looking at each other's speechless expressions, and then couldn't help but burst out laughing.
Jing Yue only appeared after seeing Song Yin successfully form a contract with the Purple Yang Spirit Fire.
Jing Yue: "I've captured all the souls you wanted. The secret realm is about to close, so be careful of the Golden Core Tribulation after you leave."
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Author's Note: Purple Yang Spiritual Fire: Fire needs nothing else; fire only wants to burn the furnace, realizing the value of fire's creation! [Stand-up rabbit head]
Song Yin's hand trembled as she reached out to Shi Heming: "Water, quickly give me water, my throat is parched from talking so much..."
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[Empty bowl]
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